Deep Runs a Silent Music

He…

Deep runs a silent music

Through my laborious days:

I set your name, Beloved,

To a hundred thousand lays.

The clang of a distant organ

At the corner leaps and falls.

I go my way rejoicing,

In the love that it recalls.

Through the din of many journeys

A song within me peals,

To a running bass of the rattle,

The endless roar of wheels.

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